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No, It's Okay
Everybody cares when the star light fades
and all that's left are bloody knuckles
from fence-post fights.
I wrapped the scars up the best I could
and feel asleep with my fears to draw content upon my heart.
It was all I could do to not think about the cold nights
when I woke up alone smelling nothing but my own sadness.
I slipped into my mask that helps me cope
through days of torture and belittlement,
so maybe now you'll think I'm beautiful.
i'd hate to think what the poem was about but obviously it's a very strong poem.... good work!